Of Demons
Chapter Nine

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Nearly a week of starvation had severely weakened the kunoichi. If water hadn't been necessary to her survival, they would have deprived her of that, as well. As it was, her chakra had dwindled to nearly nothing. With no stamina to convert, she was running on empty. Weight was already falling off of her small frame. It was still no surprise when the female attendants converged upon her for the nightly ritual of making her "presentable" for the Kage. The only difference was he came to her chambers after he had eaten.

Orochimaru stepped into the perpetually darkened chambers and turned his bloody gaze to the Konoha kunoichi.

Her cool demeanor did not mask her thinning limbs or the fact that her usually pale face was quickly becoming a pallid facade. Her limp shoulders and trembling hands spoke very clearly of her physical defeat. But her eyes, dull and lifeless as they were, still held that green fire he had come to despite so much. She had never said a word to him, nor did she break that tradition as he slammed the door behind him and descended on her.

"You must be getting hungry..." He taunted.

Sakura made no motion to display an answer one way or another. She also held her tongue.

Orochimaru pulled her close to back hand her. She didn't make a sound...or a gesture...not even a wince.

He threw her down and proceeded to straddle her. She narrowed her eyes imperceptibly, but made no notable movement.

She would be raped three times that night.


Kakashi felt sick to his stomach for reasons he couldn't explain. Then again, they were reaching the outer edge of Otogakure. Yamato often took surveys to check for Oto nin sentinels despite the fact he had yet to sense anything. He was jumpy, as much as he hated to admit int.

The sun was beginning to rise so they pitched their tents within the rotting trees around them. Better to move with the cover of night and sleep through the heat of the day. Kakashi still took precautions: basic genjutsu, traps, and seal.

Enough to take out an ANBU squadron.

There were definite advantages to being a former Black Ops he figured as he drifted into a light sleep. His guard never wavered. Yamato disappeared into the trees using a simple invisibility jutsu. Simple but effective.


More than one blow to her skull had rendered Sakura unconscious some hours ago.

She now found herself in one of Kabuto's torture chambers. Dozens of dark and dangerous items filled the room with various devices tucked into the walls. The most prevalent feature were the many scalpels that lay neatly across surgical trays. She had treated the only know surviving member of the nin'i's experiments.

He now lived in Konoha's insanity ward with little more than a fifty percent chance of recovery.
TBC